Tonight, the moon is full and bright in the starry clear night sky. Under the gentle moonlight, Emerald Wood Peak stretched out and pointed to the sky. During the day, the sun shines on the purple and rust colors of the granite peaks. However, in the moonlight, they all metamorphosed into tall and arrogant ghosts, lonely and cold.

To the north of the mountain range is surrounded by forests, with a canopy of giant oak and basswood that stretches from the base of the mountain to the sea. Dozens of miles to the east was a black swamp that looked a little desolate, but it was only for the sake of it. Although it is a land of mud, bends and stagnant water, it is also dotted with hills and fertile soil suitable for farming.

Black Willow is located there. As one of Green's hardcore allies, Mayor Blackwillow has personally experienced the "Night of Destruction" in Emerald Wood City and has empathized with it. He generously decided to open up the few "floating lands" that had just been identified on the borders of Blackwillow City—another name for some of the lands in the swamp where they could be built or planted, and where they were more habitable for human habitation—to house the Grimm family, who had temporarily migrated from Emmerald Wood, as well as the city's civilians who had been exiled with Grimm and his army.

Half a month after that crisis, there are no more populated villages left near the ruins of Treewood, except for a few Grimm family fiefs and satellite towns of Treewood. With the migration of urban dwellers, many small settlements were abandoned. The people who lived in those places gave full play to the "wisdom of the small people" and migrated with their feudal lords.

The current Cuimu Peak, because of the strong awakening of the landlord god, the fortress-like solid rock mass and the Cuimu City above were directly split off a large piece, leaving only a circular valley. Surrounding this bowl-shaped crater is a series of steep domed hills. Coupled with the surrounding towering mountains, it looks very abrupt. In just over half a month, the trees certainly haven't had time to grow, and the land in the middle of the circular hill is barren, and only some weeds and knotted vines can be seen.

In the center of the crater is a raised rock mound, bare, like the brains of many gnomes. The hill rose abruptly, and at the highest point it formed a gentle slope that was close to flat ground, and it did look like the head of a humanoid.

Many people noticed this before the civilians of Emerald Wood City had evacuated, but none of them had ever mentioned it to the owner of the place. Either they're not brave enough, they're not strong enough, or they're just not reckless enough.

On the flat top of the hill, a tower towered as if it had been poured directly out of mortar, tall and majestic, reaching into the sky, easily passing over the surrounding hills, faintly revealing a faint glimmer of light in the moonlight. There was silence in the tower, as the gnomes who had built the Grey Tower and had briefly stationed there for a while had now withdrawn.

However, the sound of boots brushing against the stones broke the silence. A figure flickered in the gentle moonlight, shadows fell on the surrounding ground and rocks, and a linen cloak fluttered in the cool night breeze.

In a creaking sound, the door of the Gray Tower opened slightly with hinges. The man in the cloak cursed under his breath, then took a small silver jug from his bosom and poured some of the alchemical lube into the hinges. Grease soaked some of the rusted hinges, making them easier to open. The intruder smiled.

At this time, the interior of the Gray Tower was empty, and the remaining tools were all destroyed and abandoned. The intruder was as quiet as a phantom. He pulled out a crushed astrolabe from his pocket—it wasn't—its dial had shredded, and the hands on it had become distorted. The piece of metal lay lifeless in the hands of the intruder, seemingly useless.

However, when the man fiddled with the knob on the side of the astrolabe twice, a room was revealed in the ground floor hall of the Grey Tower. The intruder walks through the room and up the steps leading to the underground chamber. He zigzagged down more than ten yards to a gate made of iron, and then pulled out the "astrolabe" again and opened it.

"You're a little late. ”

"I had to ride down the hill and climb up the vines little by little. This is the mayor's letterhead for you. ”

The intruder, or perhaps the connector, took a letterhead sealed in red wax from his bosom and handed it into the other's hand.

"He is willing to cooperate with us," read the contents of the letterhead at a glance, hiding himself in a hooded burqa, and nodded, and then said to the mercenary leader who came to deliver the letter, "And you are his agent, as always." ”

As he spoke, a bolt of lightning burst out from the tip of the electric monk's finger. Without any defense, the mercenary leader was hit at once, and his body fell to the ground weakly.

"Given that at the moment, an all-out war with the Emperor's monster army is imminent. So His Majesty decided to spread the faith among the Ramsay humans in order to get more qualified warriors and spellcasters. Mayor Soft Maple has agreed to be the first test subject, but according to Ramsay's tradition, he can let you take his place. ”

Looking at the mercenary captain who was lying on the ground and stiff, the electric monk explained two sentences to him. Then, he bent down and reached out with his palm to grasp the collar of the "experimental object", and walked to the "virtual game sanctuary" in the basement.

Unlike the "House of Stim" on Dwarf Island, this is not the relaxed and cheerful entertainment style that dwarfs are common to them, but is somewhat similar to the temple sanctuary of various gods in Ramsay's human society, and the decoration is all to highlight the solemnity and dignity. It's just that because this virtual game sanctuary is open underground, it seems somewhat eerie.

"Do you want to be a snake to Oh?" the mercenary captain's words were slurred because he was stiff.

In the process of being dragged along, he saw dozens of electric monks walking around the holy house. The men, so let's call them, were like ghouls crawling out of their graves, lifeless. They just wandered back and forth between the small ashrams made of long stone slabs, and as soon as someone walked in, there would be an eerie glow in those chambers.

The electric monk pushed the mercenary leader to the door of a small quiet room, and only then did he see what kind of patterns seemed to be carved on the long stones. "Weird big bird," he thought, and the next moment he was wheeled into the ashram.

"Soaring adventure on land and sea," Seeing the light coming out of the quiet room, and hearing the sound of struggle replaced by the sound of steady breathing, the electric monk nodded with satisfaction, "It is suitable for rookies who are new to virtual games, to open up the insatiable desire to play." ”

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